Vangoghed Nose
I cut off my nose
And I sent it to you
Now I don’t smell you
Anymore,
Like I used to –
The cigarette smoke
The Big Red breath
The smell of your cologne
It was the Black Death –
It was harder to
Breathe after that.
But what did you care?
You didn’t want any mail
You didn’t even appreciate
The symbolism there.
I VanGoghed you
You ignorant prick
What didn’t you get?
It’s a nose you coud pick
The least you could have done
Is sent my nose back
But instead you fed
My nose
To your cat
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